Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

The whisper of water The water was freezing. Thirty degrees below zero. Completely naked, I plunged into the hole I had previously made in the ice that had formed on the surface of the lake. What I least expected was to find myself in those waters, under the thick layer of ice, a wooden chest attached to a chain that reached to the bottom, or so I supposed, because the chain was lost in the icy waters when I tried to follow it with my eyes. The chest was the size of a shoebox, and it was luxuriously carved and hermetically sealed. I tried to help myself with the chain, but soon discovered that I couldn't get to the other end. I had to go upstairs to breathe. I ascended to the surface, and as I entered those waters again, there was no trace of the chest or the chain. Annoyed, I tried to descend through vertical in which I supposed the copper had been and... I did! At the bottom, in the distance, you could see the chest that was descending quickly. I assumed that it was the ch...

A por tus amores fui Mañanitas alegres, dulces recuerdos, que donde preso estoy solo me quedan mis sentimientos. A buscarte fui, tempranito, y en aquel ribazo tu amante estaba. No pude por menos que imaginarme lo que haría aquella mañana. Sin sentirlo me fui a verlo y sin saberlo muerte le di. Así mi vida de la tuya se fue y encerrado aquí estoy sin ti pagando el error que cometí. I went looking for your loves Happy mornings, sweet memories, that where I am imprisoned I only have my feelings left. I went looking for you, early, and on that ribazo your lover was. I couldn't help but imagine what I would do that morning. Without feeling it I went to see him and without knowing it, I gave him death. So my life from yours was gone And locked up here, I'm without you paying for the mistake I made.